Sigmund stood atop the stormed battlement, greedily inhaling as the air, thick with the scent of blood and charred remains, delighted him. This stubborn fortress, a thorn in his side for years, was finally about to fall before his eyes.
In recent days, with the formidable regenerative powers of Virelis's trolls as the vanguard, he launched relentless attacks regardless of cost, eventually dismantling one troublesome Magic Tower after another around High Castle Fortress.
Most of the trolls were killed or injured, but the results were equally gratifying.
When the last tower crumbled into ruins amidst a deafening explosion, the fate of this fortress was sealed. No matter how unbreakable its walls, without the protection of its external magic firepower, its fall was only a matter of time.
Now, it was only Alama, his old rival, leading a ragtag group of soldiers, stubbornly resisting within the complex interior of the fortress.
It won't even take a day to crush him completely!
